Latest Posts by violentpeony - Page 7
i wanted to draw hakama from behind
How's the Austro-Hungarian regin. 1918 is still the time when Poland is out of maps
Had to give Rod that mighty mustache.
Sorry for putting Hetalia on your dashboard in 2024, but this has been vaguely on my mind for, like, five years.
Sometimes I think about mapletea
I kinda felt inspired~ (>V<)b
This audio was built like gerita
Wartime germany and partisan italy scenario in my head
Audio By:@_videojames_ig
Mr. Beilschmidt smoking his 500th cigarette
Stached version below 👇
Holy Sinner, You’re Never the Winner -
I did a redraw of an old piece I did of Gil. I miss sketching him so much ;-;
so apparently austrians have an interesting name for tomatoes
“You got the faith of a child,
Before the world gets in.”
p r i m r o s e: “I can’t live without you.”
b l u e v i o l e t s: “I’ll always be there.”
When you are an introvert and the gods curse you with an extroverted child
![long vertical image of east asian characters sitting around a wooden table eating hot pot.
clockwise from top: yao in a white tank top and his hair pulled back, fanning himself, yong soo in a green sweatshirt reaching into the hotpot with his chopsticks, mei in a yellow top and red skirt, hand on her hip as she talks and points at leo, who is looking down at his phone, macau is smiling with a beer in his right hand, and kiku looks to yong soo, chopsticks in hand.
the hotpot takes up the centre of the table, and is surrounded by half-finished plates of vegetables, raw meat, meat skewers, and other hotpot foods. kiku and macau have beers in front of them, while mei has two cups of boba in front of her, and leo a can of herbal tea.
the sidewalk outside is blue from the night, with a bicycle leaning against the nearby telephone pole. leaves hang from a nearby tree, and a black cat naps nearby. inside, everyone is seated on bright plastic stools, and a single lamp sheds orange light over the table and an old air conditioning unit. [end id]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/9d5bdd29764c7e762cb7877d8f13c25d/2b0828e82d13c055-65/s500x750/528a83dbeed922c57b9b0547590fa5dac748bdf8.png)
my piece for the @hws-anthology! it's the gang enjoying some spicy street hotpot on a humid summer's evening 🍲
thanks to the mods for their enduring patience, and for pulling this off. i'm happy to have participated in something like this with so many friends and creators i admire 🧡
Fuck the exams
you ran into the neighbor at Aldi again, didn’t you, Switzerland
Was redecorating my blog and found two sketches from a SpUk comic I will never finish lol. I’ll post the two pages I got done later tho
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Pixiv ID 47464441
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I’m imagining they had a day together at the beach and these are the photos they took hhhhhhi love them too much
It’s never too late to paint on this beautiful au
Welcome. You’ve stumbled into my highly curated corner of the Hetalia hellscape—congratulations, or condolences.
I yell mostly about Hetalia, which means I’m in a constant state of either unhinged enthusiasm or deep historical frustration. I’m, unapologetically, a ‘snob’ Hetalia fan™ because (1) I take myself too seriously, (2) I’m European, and (3) I have a PhD in modern history, which means I can and will get pedantic about historical accuracy. If you think “it’s just an anime,” I promise you, we are not the same.
I also regret to inform you that I am, in fact, a basic cis. Apologies. I remain queer, though, so at least there’s that.
And, because I’m a millennial, here goes: INTJ. If that means something to you, you already know what to expect—perpetually exasperated, and not particularly inclined to sugarcoat things. My patience is thinner than Prussia’s lifespan, and my sense of humor is as dry as the Habsburg jawline was unfortunate. Maybe I’m a little Austria-coded—who knows. You’ll get used to it.
✨ SO, WHAT TO EXPECT?
Hetalia meta, fics, and general suffering over tragic fictional countries.
Edelweiss brain rot—terminal case, no cure.
History rants disguised as fandom content—because I physically can’t help myself.
Overanalysing Hetalia like it’s high literature, and strong takes on lore.
Excessive research for fanfic, and salt (affectionate).
Historical accuracy? Non-negotiable. If you don’t care, I promise I will.
And if I do my job right? You’ll be discovering some new kinks.
🚢 SHIPS I WILL YELL ABOUT?
I’ll spare you the full dissertation, but to name a few: 🇨🇭🇦🇹 SwissAus | 🇺🇸🇬🇧 USUK | 🇷🇺🇩🇪 RusPrus | 🇩🇪🇮🇹 GerIta | 🇯🇵🇨🇳 NiChu | 🇪🇸🇮🇹 SpaMano | 🇪🇸🇬🇧 SpUK | 🇷🇺🇱🇹 RusLiet | 🇨🇦🇬🇧 MapleTea | 🇳🇱🇵🇹 NedPort | 🇱🇹🇵🇱 LietPol
I have Opinions™ about all of them. If that offends you, kindly take it up with someone who cares.
❓ FAQ
→ Do you take fic requests? Rarely. But you can try your luck.
→ Can I argue with you about history? Only if you’re prepared. I have sources.
→ Why Hetalia? Because historical trauma makes for great storytelling.
💌 Asks are open—yell at me anytime!
🖤 on AO3
If you’re still here, congratulations—you have taste.
TLDR; I write fic. I scream about historical nuances no one asked for. I suffer over fictional idiots. I have a PhD in modern history, which I will weaponise. Expect me complaining about [insert latest Hetalia-related grievance]. Historical accuracy matters. If I die on a hill, it will be this one. If that sounds like your vibe, welcome aboard. Mind the historical rants and the tea stains. Just keep in mind: if I sound like I’m being mean, I’m probably just being European.
America: Scotland! Hey dude, I just wanted to get your permission for me to marry England?
Scotland: What is this, the dark ages? You know what? Since you asked me, no you can't. Beat me in a duel first.
